“And so that’s where we are.” Spongebob said. Squidward tried to reach out, but was unable.

“The mafia killed your mother”

BOOM

Spongebob’s ears couldn’t stop ringing. There was ink everywhere, he was cold. His heart pounded rapidly, as the dust cleared. Squidward’s head was splattered across Spongebob’s entire body. The blood filled the tent with a sharp smell of iron and ink. Spongebob rushed out of the tent, there was no one. He was utterly alone. His b*** clenched, he walked onward. One of the mafia families killed his precious mother. Time to have his revenge.

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